It is the bitterest irony, and perhaps poetic justice, that she always loved you more than me, something that I used to envy and resent, but now under...tand.“I only hope to win her love in my own way, in the only way that I can, and try to atone for trying to keep you two apart and make you both suffer. She is your daughter as much as mine now, though, mostly because you claimed her without even once asking me if she was yours. Did you never suspect, given how rarely we had sex, that she wasn’t. He ran his hands through her hair as she began to stroke and suck him. He pulled her skirt up and lifted her tank top over her head to reveal her lacy white bra and her erect perky nipples. Jay reached over and cupped her breasts in his hands and felt the soft touch of the bra and the hard nipples in the palms of his hands. Faith took his dick deeper and deeper and Jay became more turned on at the sound of her sucking and almost deep throating his thick cock. "Do I get an A?" Faith asked as. Flowery innit?"Chloe giggled. "It's fucking minging. Dunno what my mum was thinking when she put that up."The other black man turned around, dropping a sheet of wallpaper onto the sheeting on the floor. "Was all the rage 10 years ago."She could feel his eyes looking her up and down. He was shorter, but still at least 6 feet tall. His head was shaved too, and she noticed that his hands were enormous."Fuck know's what she's replacing it with," Chloe said, rolling her eyes. "Probably something. He slowly shook his head, the grin never leaving his lips. She rolled her eyes and went back to the brushing. He walked slowly across the room until he was behind her at the mirror. "Let me" he said. She closed her eyes, sighed, and shuddered. She loved it when he brushed her hair. He took the brush from her limp hand and began to run it through her hair. He knew she had been at it for some time, her hair was like silk.He brushed for several minutes as she sat with her eyes closed and shivered.